After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Elaine decided to purge the house of her belongings, boxing up anything that was truly hers.

As she sorted through her possessions, she realized just how much of her life had revolved around Alistair.

The silver button from his Yale blazer she'd secretly saved. The leather-bound journal he'd bought for her birthday. A whole album of photographs she'd taken of him when he wasn't looking.

She opened the album, her fingers tracing the images.

The first photo showed him as a college sophomore, captured mid-jump shot during the basketball game. She's behalf on school photography team, this particular shot-the one that perfectly captured his intensity and grace,so she'd kept for herself.

The remaining pages contained stolen moments, Alistair asleep, Alistair accepting his MBA with that confident half-smile. And even... Alistair with Sophia, laughing by the fountain outside the Morgan Library.

How pathetically devoted must she have been to treasure even photos of him loving someone else?

Elaine closed the album with a decisive snap and buried it at the bottom of box before continuing her inventory.

During their three years of marriage, Alistair had given her countless gifts-all expensive jewelry in the same predictable style.

Expensive,exquisite and emotionless, all purchased by his assistant. She'd kept them pristine in their blue boxes.

Now she wouldn't need them anymore.

When she finished sorting, all that remained of her presence in the house were the furnishings.

the day they'd moved in, she'd been waiting, hoping

cold sentences, he'd made it clear that would

into the fabric of his life, hoping he'd grow accustomed

a naive delusion that had been

soon as he returned that

does everything look so empty?" he asked,

with nonchalance. "Everything was outdated, and since you've brought someone

Alistair nodded in

been a while. Vivian's pregnant, we'll need a

come redo the entire

momentarily, then lowered her head without

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watched as every trace of her existence was systematically

evidence she had ever lived here-she herself would

it feel watching yourself get erased?" Vivian taunted, her lip curling into a smirk. "I'm the one who belongs here now. Give it a few weeks and you'll be nothing

voice behind her, Elaine turned to find Vivian leaning against the

should have surged through her, Elaine wanted laugh in the

had no idea she resembled Sophia in Alistair's twisted fantasy. That the only reason he'd let her keep the baby was to have a mini-Sophia running around

felt

Whatever.

to leave, but Vivian grabbed

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